Rudyard Kipling

A Ballade of Jakko Hill One moment bid the horses wait, A Ballad of Burial If down here I chance to die, A Bank Fraud He drank strong waters and his speech was coarse; A Boy Scouts' Patrol Song These are our regulations -- A British-Roman Song My father's father saw it not, A Carol Our Lord Who did the Ox command A Charm Take of English earth as much A Child's Garden Now there is nothing wrong with me A Code of Morals Now Jones had left his new-wed bride to keep his house in order, A Counting-Out Song What is the song the children sing, A Death-Bed This is the State above the Law. A Dedication And they were stronger hands than mine A Dedication to Soldiers Three And they were stronger hands than mine A Departure Since first the White Horse Banner blew free, A General Summary We are very slightly changed A Legend of Truth Once on a time, the ancient legends tell, Alnaschar and the Oxen There's a pasture in a valley where the hanging woods divide, A Lover's Journey When a lover hies abroad An American The American Spirit speaks: An Astrologer's Song To the Heavens above us A Nativity The Babe was laid in the Manger Anchor Song Heh! Walk her round. Heave, ah heave her short again! Angutivaun Taina Our gloves are stiff with the frozen blood, An Imperial Rescript Now this is the tale of the Council the German Kaiser decreed, An Old Song So long as 'neath the Kalka hills A Pageant of Elizabeth Like Princes crowned they bore them-- A Pict Song Rome never looks where she treads. A Pilgrim's Way I do not look for holy saints to guide me on my way, A Preface To all to whom this little book may come-- A Recantation What boots it on the Gods to call? A Rector's Memory The, Gods that are wiser than Learning A Ripple Song Once red ripple came to land Arithmetic on the Frontier A great and glorious thing it is Army Headquarters Old is the song that I sing -- Arterial I A School Song "Let us now praise famous men"-- A Servant When He Reigneth Three things make earth unquiet A Smuggler's Song If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet, A Song in Storm Be well assured that on our side A Song of Kabir Oh, light was the world that he weighed in his hands! A Song Of The English Fair is our lot -- O goodly is our heritage! As the Bell Clinks As I left the Halls at Lumley, rose the vision of a comely At His Execution I am made all things to all men-- Azrael's Count Lo! The Wild Cow of the Desert, her yeanling estrayed from her -- "Back To The Army Again" I'm 'ere in a ticky ulster an' a broken billycock 'at, Ballad of Fisher's Boarding-House 'T was Fultah Fisher's boarding-house, Banquet Night "Once in so often," King Solomon said, Barrack-Room Ballads When 'Omer smote 'is bloomin' lyre, Beast and Man in India They killed a Child to please the Gods Before a Midnight Breaks in Storm Before a midnight breaks in storm, Belts There was a row in Silver Street that's near to Dublin Quay, Big Steamers 1914-18 Bill 'Awkins "'As anybody seen Bill 'Awkins?" Birds of Prey March March! The mud is cakin' good about our trousies. Blue Roses Roses red and roses white Bobs (Field Marshal Lord Roberts of Kandahar) Boots INFANTRY COLUMNS Bridge-Guard in the Karroo Sudden the desert changes, Brookland Road I was very well pleased with what I knowed, Brown Bess In the days of lace-ruffles, perukes and brocade Buddha at Kamakura One who treated the Narrow Way Butterflies Eyes aloft, over dangerous places, By the Hoof of the Wild Goat By the Hoof of the Wild Goat uptossed By the Hoof of the Wild Goat By the Hoof of the Wild Goat uptossed By the Hoof of the Wild Goat By the Hoof of the Wild Goat uptossed By Word of Mouth Not though you die to-night, O Sweet, and wail, Cain and Abel Cain and Abel were brothers born. Carmen Circulare Dellius, that car which, night and day, Cells I've a head like a concertina: I've a tongue like a button-stick: Certain Maxims of Hafiz I. Chant-Pagan ENGLISH IRREGULAR, DISCHARGED Cholera Camp We've got the cholerer in camp -- it's worse than forty fights; Christmas in India Dim dawn behind the tamerisks -- the sky is saffron-yellow -- Cities and Thrones and Powers Cities and Thrones and Powers, Cleared Help for a patriot distressed, a spotless spirit hurt, Cold Iron Gold is for the mistress -- silver for the maid -- Columns Out o' the wilderness, dusty an' dry Contradictions The drowsy carrier sways Cruisers As our mother the Frigate, bepainted and fine, Cuckoo Song Tell it to the locked-up trees, Cupid's Arrows Pit where the buffalo cooled his hide, Dane-geld It is always a temptation to an armed and agile nation Danny Deever "What are the bugles blowin' for?" said Files-on-Parade. Darzee's Chaunt Singer and tailor am I-- Death of a Believer Yet at the last, ere our spearmen had found him, Dedication The Cities are full of pride, Deep Sea Cables The wrecks dissolve above us; their dust drops down from afar - Delilah We have another viceroy now, -- those days are dead and done Dinah in Heaven She did not know that she was dead, Divided Destinies It was an artless Bandar, and he danced upon a pine, Doctors Man dies too soon, beside his works half-planned. Eddi's Service Eddi, priest of St. Wilfrid Edgehill Fight Naked and grey the Cotswolds stand En-dor The road to En-dor is easy to tread England's Answer Truly ye come of The Blood; slower to bless than to ban; Evarra And His Gods Maker of Gods in lands beyond the sea.~ Evil Land We meet in an evil land False Dawn To-night, God knows what thing shall tide, Farewell and adieu.... Farewell and adieu to you, Harwich Ladies, Fastness This is the end whereto men toiled Follow Me 'Ome There was no one like 'im, 'Orse or Foot, For All We Have and Are For all we have and are, For All We Have And Are For all we have and are, Ford O' Kabul River Kabul town's by Kabul river -- For To Admire The Injian Ocean sets an' smiles Four-Feet I have done mostly what most men do, Frankie's Trade Old Horn to All Atlantic said: Fuzzy-Wuzzy We've fought with many men acrost the seas, Gallio's Song All day long to the judgment-seat Gehazi Whence comest thou, Gehazi, General Joubert With those that bred, with those that loosed the strife, Gentleman-Rankers To the legion of the lost ones, to the cohort of the damned, Gertrude's Prayer That which is marred at birth Time shall not mend, Gethsemane The Garden called Gethsemane Giffen's Debt Imprimis he was "broke." Thereafter left Gipsy Vans Unless you come of the Gypsy stock Gods of the East Because I sought it far from men, Great-Heart Concerning brave Captains Gunga Din You may talk o' gin and beer Hadramauti Who knows the heart of the Christian? How does he reason? Half-Ballad of Waterval When by the labor of my 'ands Harp Song of the Dane Women What is a woman that you forsake her, Helen All Alone There was darkness under Heaven Heriot's Ford "What's that that hirples at my side?" His Wedded Wife Cry "Murder" in the market-place, and each How Fear Came The stream is shrunk--the pool is dry, How It All Began So we settled it all when the storm was done How the Camel Got His Hump The Camel's hump is an ugly lump How the Leopard Got His Spots I am the Most Wise Baviaan, saying in Most wise tones, How the Rhinoceros got His Skin This Uninhabited Island How the Whale Got His Throat When the cabin port-holes are dark and green Hunting Song of the Seeonee Pack As the dawn was breaking the Sambhur belled Hymn Before Action The earth is full of anger, If If you can keep your head when all about you I Keep Six Honest... I keep six honest serving-men In Error They burnt a corpse upon the sand-- In Springtime My garden blazes brightly with the rose-bush and the peach, In the House of Suddhoo A stone's throw out on either hand In the Matter of One Compass When, foot to wheel and back to wind, In The Neolithic Age In the Neolithic Age savage warfare did I wage James I The child of Mary Queen of Scots, Jane's Marriage Jane went to Paradise: Jubal and Tubal Cain Jubal sang of the Wrath of God Justice Across a world where all men grieve Kim Unto whose use the pregnant suns are poised, Kitchener's School Oh Hubshee, carry your shoes in your hand and bow your head on your breast! Lady Geraldine's Hardship I turned -- Heaven knows we women turn too much La Nuit Blanche A much-discerning Public hold Late Came the God Late came the God, having sent his forerunners who were L'envoi There's a whisper down the field where the year has shot her yield, L'Envoi to Life's Handicap My new-cut ashlar takes the light Letting in the Jungle Veil them, cover them, wall them round-- Lichtenberg Smells are surer than sounds or sights Lispeth Look, you have cast out Love! What Gods are these Loot! If you've ever stole a pheasant-egg be'ind the keeper's back, Lord Roberts He passed in the very battle-smoke Lukannon I met my mates in the morning (and oh, but I am old!) Macdonough's Song Whether the State can loose and bind Mandalay By the old Moulmein Pagoda, lookin' eastward to the sea, M'Andrew's Hymn Lord, Thou hast made this world below the shadow of a dream, Many Inventions 'Less you want your toes trod of you'd better get back at once, Mary, Pity Women! You call yourself a man, Mary's Son If you stop to find out what your wages will be Merrow Down I Mesopotamia They shall not return to us, the resolute, the young, Mine-Sweepers Dawn off the Foreland -- the young flood making Mother o' Mine If I were hanged on the highest hill, Mowgli's Brothers Now Chil the Kite brings home the night Mowgli's Song The Song of Mowgli -- I, Mowgli, am singing. Let Mowgli's Song Against People I will let loose against you the fleet-footed vines-- Mulholland's Contract The fear was on the cattle, for the gale was on the sea, Municipal "Why is my District death-rate low?" My Boy Jack 'Have you news of my boy Jack?' My Father's Chair There are four good legs to my Father's Chair-- My Lady's Law The Law whereby my lady moves My Rival I go to concert, party, ball -- Natural Theology Primitive Neighbours The man that is open of heart to his neighbour, Norman and Saxon My son," said the Norman Baron, "I am dying, and you will be heir Old Fighting-Men All the world over, nursing their scars, Old Mother Laidinwool Old Mother Laidinwool had nigh twelve months been dead. One Viceroy Resigns So here's your Empire. No more wine, then? Oonts Wot makes the soldier's 'eart to penk, wot makes 'im to perspire? Our Fathers Also Thrones, Powers, Dominions, Peoples, Kings, Our Fathers of Old Excellent herbs had our fathers of old-- Outsong in the Jungle Baloo Pagett, M.P. The toad beneath the harrow knows Parade-Song of the Camp-Animals Elephants of the Gun-Teams Pharaoh and the Sergeant Said England unto Pharaoh, "I must make a man of you, Philadelphia If you're off to Philadelphia in the morning, Pig Go, stalk the red deer o'er the heather, Pig Go, stalk the red deer o'er the heather, Pink Dominoes "They are fools who kiss and tell" -- Poor Honest Men Your jar of Virginny Poseidon's Law When the robust and Brass-bound Man commissioned first for sea Possibilities Ay, lay him 'neath the Simla pine -- Prelude I have eaten your bread and salt. Prophets at Home Prophets have honour all over the Earth, Public Waste Walpole talks of "a man and his price." Puck's Song See you the ferny ride that steals Quiquern The People of the Eastern Ice, they are melting like the snow-- Rebirth If any God should say, Recessional (A Victorian Ode) God of our fathers, known of old -- Red Dog For our white and our excellent nights--for the nights of swift Ride to Kandahar Then we brought the lances down--then the trumpets blew-- Rikki-Tikki-Tavi At the hole where he went in Rimini When I left Rome for Lalage's sake, Rimmon Duly with knees that feign to quake-- Road Song of the Bandar-Log Here we go in a flung festoon, Romulus and Remus Oh, little did the Wolf-Child care-- Route Marchin' We're marchin' on relief over Injia's sunny plains, Russia to the Pacifists God rest you, peaceful gentlemen, let nothing you dismay, Sappers When the Waters were dried an' the Earth did appear, Screw-Guns Smokin' my pipe on the mountings, sniffin' the mornin' cool, Seal Lullaby Oh! hush thee, my baby, the night is behind us Sepulchral Swifter than aught 'neath the sun the car of Simonides moved Sestina Of The Tramp-Royal Speakin' in general, I 'ave tried 'em all, Seven Watchmen Seven Watchmen sitting in a tower, Shillin' A Day My name is O'Kelly, I've heard the Revelly Sir Richard's Song I followed my Duke ere I was a lover, Snarleyow This 'appened in a battle to a batt'ry of the corps "Soldier An' Sailor Too" As I was spittin' into the Ditch aboard o' the ~Crocodile~, Soldier, Soldier "Soldier, soldier come from the wars, Song of the Fifth River Where first by Eden Tree Song of the Galley Slaves We pulled for you when the wind was against us and the sails Tarrant Moss I closed and drew for my love's sake That Day It got beyond all orders an' it got beyond all 'ope; The Absent-Minded Beggar When you've shouted " Rule Britannia," when you've sung " God save the Queen," The Advertisement Whether to wend through straight streets strictly, The American Rebellion BEFORE The Answer A Rose, in tatters on the garden path, The Anvil England's on the anvil--hear the hammers ring-- The Appeal It I have given you delight The Ballad of Ahmed Shah This is the ballad of Ahmed Shah The Ballad Of Boh Da Thone This is the ballad of Boh Da Thone, The Ballad of Bolivar Seven men from all the world back to Docks again, The Ballad Of East And West Oh, East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet, The Ballad of Minepit Shaw About the time that taverns shut The Ballad of the Cars "Now this is the price of a stirrup-cup," The Ballad of the Clampherdown It was our war-ship Clampherdown The Ballad Of The King's Jest When spring-time flushes the desert grass, The Ballad Of The King's Mercy Abdhur Rahman, the Durani Chief, of him is the story told. The Ballad of the Red Earl It is not for them to criticize too minutely the methods the Irish followed, though they might deplore some of their results. During the past few years Ireland had been going through what was tantamount to a revolution. -- EARL SPENCER The Bee-Boy's Song Bees! Bees! Hark to your bees! The Bees and Flies A Farmer of the Augustan Age The Beginner After He Has Been Extemporising On an Instrument Not Of His Own Invention -- Browning The Beginning of the Armadilloes I've never sailed the Amazon, The Beginnings It was not part of their blood, The Bell Buoy They christened my brother of old-- The Bells and Queen Victoria "Gay go up and gay go down The Benefactors Ah! What avails the classic bent The Betrothed Open the old cigar-box, get me a Cuba stout, The Birthright The miracle of our land's speech--so known The Bother Clough The Braggart Petrolio, vaunting his Mercedes' power, The Broken Men For things we never mention, The Bronckhurst Divorce Case In the daytime, when she moved about me, The Burden One grief on me is laid The Burial When that great Kings return to clay, The Butterfly That Stamped There was never a Queen like Balkis, The Camels Hump The Camel's hump is an ugly lump The Captive Not with an outcry to Allah nor any complaining The Cat That Walked by Himself Pussy can sit by the fire and sing, The Centaurs Up came the young Centaur-colts from the plains they were The Changelings Or ever the battered liners sank The Children These were our children who died for our lands: they were dear in our sight. The Children's Song Land of our Birth, we pledge to thee The Choice The American Spirit Speaks: The City of Sleep Over the edge of the purple down, The Coastwise Lights Our brows are bound with spindrift and the weed is on our knees; The Coiner Against the Bermudas we foundered, whereby The Comforters Until thy feet have trod the Road The Conundrum Of The Workshops When the flush of a new-born sun fell first on Eden's green and gold, The Conversion of Aurelian McGoggin Ride with an idle whip, ride with an unused heel, The Covenant We thought we ranked above the chance of ill. The Crab That Played with the Sea China-going P. & O.'s The Craftsman Once, after long-drawn revel at The Mermaid, The Cure Long years ago, ere R--lls or R--ce The Dawn Wind At two o'clock in the morning, if you open your window and The Dead King Who in the Realm to-day lays down dear life for the sake of a land more dear? The Declaration of London On the reassembling of Parliament after the Coronation, the Government have no intention of allowing their followers to vote according to their convictions on the Declaration of London, but insist on a strictly party vote.-- Daily Papers The Decline of the West Now it is not good for the Christian's health to hustle the Aryan The Derelict I was the staunchest of our fleet The Destroyers The strength of twice three thousand horse The Disciple He that hath a Gospel The Dove of Dacca The freed dove flew to the Rajah's tower— The Dutch in the Medway If wars were won by feasting, The Dying Chauffeur Wheel me gently to the garage, since my car and I must part-- The Dykes We have no heart for the fishing, we have no hand for the oar — The 'Eathen The 'eathen in 'is blindness bows down to wood an' stone; The Egg-Shell The wind took off with the sunset-- The English Flag Above the portico a flag-staff, bearing the Union Jack, The Exiles' Line Now the new year reviving old desires, The Expert Youth that trafficked long with Death, The Explanation Love and Death once ceased their strife The Explorer "There's no sense in going further -- The Fabulists When all the world would keep a matter hid, The Fairies' Siege I have been given my charge to keep-- The Fall of Jock Gillespie This fell when dinner-time was done -- The Feet of the Young Men Now the Four-way Lodge is opened, now the Hunting Winds are loose -- The Female of the Species When the Himalayan peasant meets the he-bear in his pride, The Files Files The Fires Men make them fires on the hearth The First Chantey Mine was the woman to me, darkling I found her; The Flight When the grey geese heard the Fool's tread The Floods The rain it rains without a stay The Flowers To our private taste, there is always something a little exotic, The Four Angels As Adam lay a-dreaming beneath the Apple Tree The Four Points Ere stopping or turning, to put forth a hande The French Wars Napoleonic The Galley-Slave Oh gallant was our galley from her caren steering-wheel The Gift Of The Sea The dead child lay in the shroud, The Gipsy Trail The white moth to the closing bine, The Glory of the Garden Our England is a garden that is full of stately views, The Gods of the Copybook Headings As I pass through my incarnations in every age and race, The Grave of the Hundred Heads There's a widow in sleepy Chester The Greek National Anthem We knew thee of old, The Heritage Our Fathers in a wondrous age, The Holy War A tinker out of Bedford, The Hour of the Angel Sooner or late--in earnest or in jest-- The Houses 'Twixt my house and thy house the pathway is broad, The Hyaenas After the burial-parties leave The Hymn to Physical Pain Dread Mother of Forgetfulness The Idiot Boy He wandered down the moutain grade The Instructor At times when under cover I 'ave said, The Inventor Time and Space decreed his lot, The Irish Guards We're not so old in the Army List, The Jacket Through the Plagues of Egyp' we was chasin' Arabi, The Jester There are three degrees of bliss The Juggler's Song When the drums begin to beat The Junk and the Dhow Once a pair of savages found a stranded tree. The Justice's Tale With them there rode a lustie Engineere The King "Farewell, Romance!" the Cave-men said; The Kingdom Now we are come to our Kingdom, The King's Ankus These are the Four that are never content, that have never be The King's Job The Tudor Monarchy The King's Task After the sack of the City when Rome was sunk to a name, The Ladies I've taken my fun where I've found it; The Lament OF The Border Cattle Thief O woe is me for the merry life The Land When Julius Fabricius, Sub-Prefect of the Weald, The Landau Praed The Last Chantey Thus said The Lord in the Vault above the Cherubim The Last Department Twelve hundred million men are spread The Last Lap How do we know, by the bank-high river, The Last Ode As watchers couched beneath a Bantine oak, The Last of the Light Brigade There were thirty million English who talked of England's might, The Last Rhyme Of True Thomas The King has called for priest and cup, The Last Suttee Not many years ago a King died in one of the Rajpoot States. His wives, disregarding the orders of the English against Suttee, would have broken out of the palace had not the gates been barred. But one of them, disguised as the King's favourite dancing-girl, passed through the line of guards and reached the pyre. There, her courage failing, she prayed her cousin, a baron of the court, to kill her. This he did, not knowing who she was. The Law of the Jungle Now this is the Law of the Jungle -- as old and as true as the sky; And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the Wolf that shall break it must die. As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk the Law runneth forward and back -- The Legend of Mirth The Four Archangels, so the legends tell, The Legend of the Foreign Office Rajah of Kolazai, The Legends Of Evil This is the sorrowful story The Lesson Let us admit it fairly, as a business people should, The Light That Failed So we settled it all when the storm was done The Liner She's A Lady The Liner she's a lady, an' she never looks nor 'eeds -- The Long Trail There's a whisper down the field where the year has shot her yield, The Lost Legion There's a Legion that never was 'listed, The Lovers' Litany Eyes of grey -- a sodden quay, The Love Song of Har Dyal Alone upon the housetops to the North The Lowestoft Boat In Lowestoft a boat was laid, The Man Who Could Write Shun -- shun the Bowl! That fatal, facile drink The Mare's Nest Jane Austen Beecher Stowe de Rouse The Married Man The bachelor 'e fights for one The "Mary Gloster" I've paid for your sickest fancies; I've humoured your crackedest whim -- The Masque of Plenty Argument. -- The Indian Government being minded to discover the economic condition of their lands, sent a Committee to inquire into it; and saw that it was good. The Master-Cook With us there rade a Maister-Cook that came The Men That Fought at Minden The men that fought at Minden, they was rookies in their time -- The Merchantmen King Solomon drew merchantmen, The Mine-Sweepers Dawn off the Foreland--the young flood making The Miracle of Purun Bhagat The night we felt the earth would move The Miracles I sent a message to my dear -- The Moon of Other Days Beneath the deep veranda's shade, The Morning Song of the Jungle One moment past our bodies cast The Mother-Lodge There was Rundle, Station Master, The Mother's Son I have a dream -- a dreadful dream -- The Native-Born We've drunk to the Queen -- God bless her! -- The Naulahka There was a strife 'twixt man and maid-- The Necessitarian I know not in Whose hands are laid The New Knighthood Who gives him the Bath? The North Sea Patrol Where the East wind is brewed fresh and fresh every morning, The Nursing Sister Our sister sayeth such and such, The Oldest Song "These were never your true love's eyes. The Old Issue Here is nothing new nor aught unproven," say the Trumpets, The Only Son She dropped the bar, she shot the bolt, she fed the fire anew The Other Man When the earth was sick and the skies were grey, The Outlaws Through learned and laborious years The Overland Mail In the name of the Empress of India, make way, The Palace When I was a King and a Mason -- a Master proven and skilled -- The Peace of Dives The Word came down to Dives in Torment where he lay: The Penalty Once in life I watched a Star; The Pirates in England When Rome was rotten-ripe to her fall, The Playmate She is not Folly -- that I know. The Plea of the Simla Dancers Too late, alas! the song The Portent Oh, late withdrawn from human-kind The Post That Fitted Though tangled and twisted the course of true love The Post That Fitted Though tangled and twisted the course of true love The Power of the Dog There is sorrow enough in the natural way The Prairie I see the grass shake in the sun for leagues on either hand, The Prayer My brother kneels, so saith Kabir, The Prayer of Miriam Cohen From the wheel and the drift of Things The Press The Soldier may forget his Sword, The Pro-Consuls The overfaithful sword returns the user The Prodigal Son Here come I to my own again, The Progress of the Spark This spark now set, retarded, yet forbears The Puzzler The Celt in all his variants from Builth to Ballyhoo, The Queen of Fairy Land "I have a thousand men," said he, The Queen's Men Valour and Innocence The Question Brethren, how shall it fare with me The Rabbi's Song If Thought can reach to Heaven, The Recall I am the land of their fathers, The Reeds of Runnymede At Runnymede, At Runnymede, The Reformers Not in the camp his victory lies The Return Peace is declared, and I return The Return of the Children Neither the harps nor the crowns amused, nor the cherubs' dove-winged races-- The Rhyme Of The Three Captains . . . At the close of a winter day, The Rhyme Of The Three Sealers Away by the lands of the Japanee The River's Tale Twenty bridges from Tower to Kew-- The Roman Centurion's Song Legate, I had the news last night --my cohort ordered home The Rout of the White Hussars It was not in the open fight The Rowers The banked oars fell an hundred strong, The Runes of Weland's Sword A smith makes me The Run of the Downs The Weald is good, the Downs are best--- The Rupaiyat of Omar Kal'vin Allowing for the difference 'twixt prose and rhymed exaggeration, this ought to reproduce the sense of what Sir A-- told the nation sometime ago, when the Government struck from our incomes two per cent. The Sacrifice Of Er-Heb Er-Heb beyond the Hills of Ao-Safai The Sea and the Hills Who hath desired the Sea? -- the sight of salt water unbounded -- The Sea-Wife There dwells a wife by the Northern Gate, The Second Voyage We've sent our little Cupids all ashore -- The Secret of the Machinery Modern Machinery The Sergeant's Weddin' 'E was warned agin' 'er -- The Settler Here, where my fresh-turned furrows run, The Ship That Found Herself We now, held in captivity, The Shut-Eye Sentry Sez the Junior Orderly Sergeant The Sing-Song of Old Man Kangaroo This is the mouth-filling song of the race that was run by a Boomer. The Song at Cock-Crow The first time that Peter denied his Lord The Song of Diego Valdez The God of Fair Beginnings The Song Of The Banjo You couldn't pack a Broadwood half a mile -- The Song Of The Cities BOMBAY The Song Of The Dead Hear now the Song of the Dead -- in the North by the torn berg-edges -- The Song of the English Fair is our lot -- O goodly is our heritage! The Song OF The Sons One from the ends of the earth -- gifts at an open door -- The Sons of Martha The Sons of Mary seldom bother, for they have inherited that good part; The Spring Running Man goes to Man! Cry the challenge through the Jungle! The Story Of Ung Once, on a glittering ice-field, ages and ages ago, The Three-Decker "~The three-volume novel is extinct.~" The Ubique There is a word you often see, pronounce it as you may - The Undertaker's Horse.. The eldest son bestrides him, The Vampire A fool there was and he made his prayer The Watcher Put forth to watch, unschooled, alone, The Way Through the Woods They shut the road through the woods The White Man's Burden Take up the White Man's burden-- The White Seal Oh! hush thee, my baby, the night is behind us, The Widow At Windsor 'Ave you 'eard o' the Widow at Windsor The Widow's Party "Where have you been this while away, The Young British Soldier When the 'arf-made recruity goes out to the East Three Friends There were three friends that buried the fourth, Thrown Away Stopped in the straight when the race was his own Tiger--Tiger! What of the hunting, hunter bold? Tod's Amendment The World hath set its heavy yoke Tomlinson Now Tomlinson gave up the ghost in his house in Berkeley Square, Tommy I went into a public-'ouse to get a pint o' beer, Toomai of the Elephants I will remember what I was. I am sick of rope and chain-- To T. A. I have made for you a song, To The City Of Bombay The Cities are full of pride, To The Companions How comes it that, at even-tide, To The True Romance Thy face is far from this our war, Troopin' Troopin', troopin', troopin' to the sea: Ulster 1912 "Their webs shall not become garments, neither shall they cover themselves with their works: their works are works of inquity and the act of violence is in their hands." -- Isaiah lix. 6. We and They Father, Mother, and Me, When Earth's Last Picture Is Painted When Earth's last picture is painted With Scindia To Delhi More than a hundred years ago, in a great battle fought near Delhi, Yet At the Last Yet at the last, ere our spearmen had found him, Zion The Doorkeepers of Zion,